I accept the fact that certain things are unknowable.
Is light a particle or a wave? Was there a conspiracy to shoot JFK? Will anyone ever prove the Goldbach Conjecture? Did peanut butter get in the chocolate or did chocolate get in the peanut butter?
There is a universal, weighty importance to all of these questions, insofar as they all require a fundamental understanding of the nature of the universe in order to be fully answered, with the possible exception of the one about the Goldbach Conjecture. That one’s just silly.
I never thought that observing one’s own family would generate so many more ultimately unanswerable questions.
To wit:
If my daughter wanted to color so badly, why is she dropping all the crayons on the floor?
Why is my son removing his own pacifier and then crying about it?
How is it possible my daughter gets a higher score on the Wii step aerobics than the Doctor?
Is my son fussing because he’s awake or awake because he’s fussing?
Is there a food that ketchup cannot improve? Subquestion: can ketchup improve the flavor of ketchup?
Should we install snake-safety measures on our toilets?
Why is my daughter naked, except for the socks on her hands?
I am certain there is a weighty, universal importance inherent in the answers to these questions. It has thus far eluded me.
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